Wednesday, December 31, 2008
December 31, 2008
When you die, if you get a choice between going to regular heaven or pie heaven, choose pie heaven. It might be a trick, but if it’s not, ummm boy.
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
December 30, 2008
Jenna’s Mother’s Song:
Baby don’t you cry
Gonna make a pie
Gonna make a pie
With a heart in the middle
Baby don’t be blue
Gonna make for you
Gonna make a pie
With a heart in the middle
Gonna be a pie from Heaven above
Gonna be filled with strawberry love …
Monday, December 29, 2008
December 29, 2008
Homer: Boy, that pie looks good.
Waitress: Open your gullet, you human blob.
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Saturday, December 27, 2008
December 27, 2008
p. 524 Hardesty: "How fast can you load that thing?"
Mrs. Gamely: "Fast enough to keep a pie plate in the air."
Friday, December 26, 2008
Thursday, December 25, 2008
December 25, 2008 - Christmas Pie
On December 25, 1861, three "Boston men" sat down to Christmas dinner in the trading post established four years earlier at the edge of the Makah Indian reservation, Washington Territory, USA.
The traditional holiday was a welcome break from the unloading and distribution of a shipment of goods promised to the Makah by the treaty they had signed in 1855. James Swan, a periodic resident in Neah Bay, had, in the absence of the trader, prepared a feast of roast goose and duck stew, presenting for dessert a mince pie made from whale meat. The Indians, he wrote later, had brought him a fresh piece of whale meat months earlier that looked every bit as good as red beef. He had boiled it and cut it finely, adding chopped apples and wild cranberries, raisins, currants, salt, nutmeg, cloves, allspice, cinnamon, and brown sugar. After packing it into a ten-gallon stone jar, he had added a quart of New England rum and sealed it for future use.
Would the traditional mince pie, he worried, be welcomed if the diners learned it was made from whale? Yankee mincemeat was made from domestic animals or venison. His fears were soon dispelled. The small portions he had cautiously served were quickly downed and second helpings demanded by all.
Click here for an extended history of mincemeat pie (courtesy of What's Cooking America) -- it's delicious!
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
December 23, 2008 - Christmas Pie
I met a man who lives in Tennessee
He was headin' for Pennsylvania
and some home made pumpkin pie.
From Pennsylvania, folks are travelin' down
To Dixie's sunny shore.
From Atlantic to Pacific,
Gee, the traffic is terrific.
Monday, December 22, 2008
December 22, 2008 - Christmas Pie
Rockin' around the Christmas tree
Let the Christmas spirit ring
Later we'll have some pumpkin pie
And we'll do some caroling.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
December 21 - Winter Solstice Pie!
Enjoy! Merry Christmas and best wishes of the season from everyone here at Pie of the Day!
The Christians and the Pagans, by Dar Williams
The food was great, the tree plugged in,
the meal had gone without a hitch
Till Timmy turned to Amber and said,
"Is it true that you're a witch?"
His mom jumped up and said,
"The pies are burning," and she hit the kitchen
And it was Jane who spoke,
she said, "It's true, your cousin's not a Christian
But we love trees, we love the snow,
the friends we have, the world we share
And you find magic from your God,
and we find magic everywhere"
So the Christians and the Pagans sat together at the table
Finding faith and common ground the best that they were able
And where does magic come from? I think magic's in the learning
Cause now when Christians sit with Pagans only pumpkin pies are burning
Saturday, December 20, 2008
December 20, 2008 - Christmas Pie
L is for Luggage
By quick train despatched
M is for Mince Pies
All sugar and plums
N is for Nutcrackers
For saving our gums
Friday, December 19, 2008
December 19, 2008
Black sheep daughter of Harvard alums: … stupid manager made me cover for Fiona today … that girl’s a major piecrust.
Thursday, December 18, 2008
December 18, 2008
Lisa stands outside her first Mensa meeting holding a dessert.
Voice from inside: Lisa Simpson, are you ready to go on a voyage of self-discovery?
Lisa: Yes.
Voice: Is that a pie … or a quiche?
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
December 17, 2008
Chuck: There’s a traffic jam of pies waiting to exit into the oven.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
December 16, 2008
Jenna: “Baby Screamin’ Its Head Off In the Middle a’ the Night and Ruinin’ My Life Pie.”
Monday, December 15, 2008
December 15, 2008
Piphilology is the practice of writing such that the number of letters in each word corresponds to a digit of pi. Words of at least eleven letters correspond to two digits of pi. Some examples of piphilology are:
Pie. I wish I could determine pi. "Eureka!" cried the great inventor.
"Christmas pudding, Christmas pie, is the problem's very center!" (Also found starting with "How I wish I could recollect pi.")
Sunday, December 14, 2008
December 14, 2008
p. 102: I especially detested the occasions Hanna referred to Jade’s beauty, as she turned into the sweetiest of all sweetie pies, Little Miss Broadway.
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Friday, December 12, 2008
December 12, 2008
Mr. Burns (to Homer): Play along, chubsy … there’s a pie in it for you.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
December 11, 2008
Sock: I’m going to go in there and talk to Mrs. Carmona. Sweet little Mrs. Carmona … (wistfully) see if she has any more pie.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
December 10, 2008
Emerson: You know, you gotta peel back that piecrust you workin’ under and turn on the news sometime.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
December 9, 2008
Who needs hot pirates when you've got hot pies?
Monday, December 8, 2008
Sunday, December 7, 2008
December 7, 2008
Dan Calagione, owner of Dogfish Head Brewery: ... I'm frustrated that one beer has been hammered down people's throats. I mean, banana cream pie may be your favorite fucking food. But if you ate banana cream pie every day you would hate it, too.
Saturday, December 6, 2008
December 6, 2008
Penny: Sometimes people are layered like that. There's something totally different underneath than what's on the surface.
Dr. Horrible/Billy: And sometimes there's a third even deeper level. And that one is the same as the top, surface level.
Penny: Huh?
Dr. H/Billy: Like with pie.
Friday, December 5, 2008
December 5, 2008
Thursday, December 4, 2008
December 4, 2008
p. 552: Thousands of tents were pitched on the ice, rivaling the snow palaces …. Roasted meats, hot drinks, and fragrant fruit pies that were baked in brick ovens which had been built on the ice, were everywhere and cheap.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
December 3, 2008
25 Down: Pies in the sky?
Answer: UFOs
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
December 2, 2008
Jenna: We make all the pies there fresh … breakfast pies, dinner pies. Twenty-seven different varieties of pie. And a new one that I create every day.
Monday, December 1, 2008
December 1, 2008
Olive: Counter-intelligence via pie delivery. Like gossiping with a purpose.
Sunday, November 30, 2008
November 30, 2008
Mr. Todd: What is that?
Mrs. Lovett: Its fop, finest in the shop, or we have some Shepherds pie peppered with actual Shepherd on top, and I've just begun, here's the politician so oily it's served with a doily have one!
Saturday, November 29, 2008
November 29, 2008
Lisa: I dedicate this pie to the backbone of the feudal system – the serfs.
Friday, November 28, 2008
November 28, 2008
Jason Jones (to a member of the Alaskan Independence Party): I mean, why would you want to leave America -- mom, apple pie, bald eagles ... regular eagles?
Member of AIP: You're a complete jackass.
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Thanksgiving Disturbia from Martha Stewart
Martha Stewart: Well, doesn't this look like a beautiful Thanksgiving table? This is all kinds of delicious food. Well, if you look closely you'll see that this isn't a turky at all... and this is not really a lobster ... and this? This cute little lemon meringue pie is actually Hudson King ... (coos at baby stuffed in faux-pie) yes! And he's smiling! And look at this -- Cannon Thomas is fast asleep under her apple pie! She just loves this costume. She has a little knife to cut the pie ... and a little pie server ... Sonia's having a little hard time being a Caesar salad. She wanted to be a pie.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
November 26, 2008 - Thanksgiving Pie
Anya (re: Thanksgiving): To commemorate a past event, you kill and eat an animal. It’s a ritual sacrifice. With pie.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
November 25, 2008 - Thanksgiving Pie
Adam Sandler (Thanksgiving song):
Turkey and sweet potato pie
Sammy Davis Jr. only had one eye.
Monday, November 24, 2008
November 24, 2008 - Thanksgiving Pie
Kelso: It’s Thanksgiving. Some people bake pies. We bake ourselves.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
November 23, 2008 - Thanksgiving Pie
Conrad: This ain’t Driving Miss Daisy. I ain’t about to feed you no Thanksgiving pie.
Saturday, November 22, 2008
November 22, 2008 - Thanksgiving Pie
Joey: You can’t have Thanksgiving without turkey. That’s like fourth of July without apple pie, or Friday with no two pizzas.
Friday, November 21, 2008
November 21, 2008
Thursday, November 20, 2008
November 20, 2008
p. 214: “Where is everyone? Where’s Hannah?”
She made a face. “At her house. They’re making apple pie and watching Heaven and Earth. You guessed it. They ditched you.”
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
November 18, 2008
Non-supply siders: Concern themselves with 'How to divide up a pie.'
Supply siders: Concern themselves with 'How to make a bigger pie.'
Monday, November 17, 2008
November 17, 2008
The future... seems to me no unified dream but a mince pie, long in the baking, never quite done.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Saturday, November 15, 2008
November 15, 2008
Joe: Once you’re done wipin’ away all your indiscretions, I’ll be sittin’ in my booth wantin’ fresh squeezed orange juice, no ice and a “Spanish Dancer Pie” with potato crust.
Friday, November 14, 2008
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
November 13, 2008
Maude: Here we are. Oat straw tea and ginger pie. Excuse the mismatched saucers.
November 12, 2008
Stewie: Hey, New Brian. Oh, I see you're having pie. You know pie isn't really pie without Cool Hwip.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
November 11, 2008
Stewie: Ohh, you got some pie, huh? Can I have a piece?
Brain: Uh, sure.
Stewie: Ooh. Lemme have some of that cool hwip.
Brian: What’d you say?
Stewie: You can’t have pie without Cool Hwip.
Monday, November 10, 2008
November 10, 2008 -- even more evidence Barack will be the Pie President
Aasif Mandvi (re: the "young" Obama meeting with the old "decrepit" Bush): What you didn't see there was Barack Obama lovingly, carefully feeding President Bush pie.
Sunday, November 9, 2008
November 9, 2008 - More evidence Barack will be the Pie President
Jon Stewart (re: the friendly attitude amongst New Yorkers since the election): I'm literally afraid that someone on the street is going to invite me over for pie ... it's this weird spirit of something-or-other that's going on. I don't care for it.
Saturday, November 8, 2008
November 8, 2008
There are two kinds of fears: rational and irrational - or, in simpler terms, fears that make sense and fears that don't. For instance, the Baudelaire orphans have a fear of Count Olaf, which makes perfect sense, because he is an evil man who wants to destroy them. But if they were afraid of lemon meringue pie, this would be an irrational fear, because lemon meringue pie is delicious and would never hurt a soul.
Friday, November 7, 2008
November 7, 2008
Who said "Peacock Pie"?
The old king to the sparrow.
Who said "Crops are ripe"?
Rust to the harrow.
Thursday, November 6, 2008
November 6, 2008
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
November 5, 2008
Jenna: … I even brought you a piece of today’s special – “Kick in the Pants Pie.”
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
November 4, 2008 - O Happy Day!
When Obama launched into his story with "Because I love pie," a woman out in that sea of cheering, laughing people shouted back, "I'll make you pie, baby!" and to the general hooting laughter the candidate returned, "Oh yeah, you gonna make me pie?" Then, after a beat, amid even more raucous laughter, and several other female voices shouting out invitations, "You gonna make me sweet potato pie? " More shouts and laughter. "All you gonna make me pie?"
Monday, November 3, 2008
November 3, 2008
Milhouse (praying to the Grand Pumpkin): I believe in the Grand Pumpkin, almighty Gourd, who was crustified over Pontius Pieplate and ascended into oven. He will come again to judge the filling and the bread ... (looks around but there is noone there) Sigh.
Sunday, November 2, 2008
November 2, 2008
Waitress: What can I get you?
Harry: I'll have the Number Three.
Sally: I'd like the chef salad, please, with the oil and vinegar on the side. And the apple pie a la mode....But I'd like the pie heated, and I don't want the ice cream on top. I want it on the side. And I'd like strawberry instead of vanilla if you have it. If not, then no ice cream, just whipped cream, but only if it's real. If it's out of a can, then nothing.
Waitress: Not even the pie?
Sally: No, just the pie. But then not heated.
Waitress: Uh-huh.
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Official Endorsement for President
Isn't it time we have a president who is not afraid to admit he likes pie?
Barack Obama: So we pulled up to this diner where people told us we could get some good pie ... and I like pie. You like pie too?
Vote November 4th.
Friday, October 31, 2008
October 31, 2008 - Happy Halloween!
Homer’s mother, who has sneaked into the house, holds out a pie.
Homer: Mom! You’re alive … and you baked a pie! (digs into pie)
Marge: Homie? What’s going on?
Homer: I’m fighting a robber. You go get ice cream.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
October 29, 2008
Joyce: I think we’re just about ready for pie.
Xander: Then I’ll be pretty much ready for barf.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Monday, October 27, 2008
October 27, 2008
Cottleston, cottleston, cottleston pie,
A fly can't bird, but a bird can fly.
Ask me a riddle and I reply,
Cottleston, cottleston, cottleston pie.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
October 26, 2008
Saturday, October 25, 2008
October 25, 2008
(re: Nathan Fillion and exorcising the memory of his evil Caleb performance on Buffy the Vampire Slayer): Thanks to a few slices of watching-him-have-sex-with-Keri-Russell pie, I've done it.
Friday, October 24, 2008
October 24, 2008
52 Across: Yet another “vegetable" that kids don’t mind eating
Answer: PUMPKINPIE
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
October 22, 2008
Mrs. Lovett: Mrs Mooney had a pie shop,
does her business - but I notice something weird!
Lately all her neighbors' cats have disappeared.
Have to hand it to her, wot I calls, enterprise,
popping pussies into pies.
Wouldn't do in my shop,
just the thought of it's enough to make you sick,
and i'm telling ya them pussy cats is quick.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
October 21, 2008
Little Marge: You sound so sweet.
Little Homer: That’s ‘cause I’ve eaten sixteen pieces of pie.
Monday, October 20, 2008
Sunday, October 19, 2008
October 19, 2008
Lorelai: I voiced my concerns, you told me your plans, we had pie … it’s cool.
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Friday, October 17, 2008
October 17, 2008
Kim: Can I have some more fried wontons?
Kath: Uh … no.
Phil: Whew … fried wontons. Boy, you know when I was Big Phil I loved my fried wontons … and my pizza … and my pie.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
October 16, 2008
Well, okay. We didn't HAVE to. It's not like our mom told us to do it or there'd be no pie for us, missy.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
October 15, 2008
Becky: … just once in my life I’d like to be able to make a pie half as good as you can make a pie.
October 14, 2008
Bones: You’re just having coffee? Don’t you want pie?
Booth: I’m fine.
Bones: But you always have pie.
Booth: Can we stop talking about pie?
Bones: Is it because of what Sweets said?
Booth: I’m just going pie-less, OK?
Monday, October 13, 2008
October 13, 2008
Sunday, October 12, 2008
October 12, 2008
Emerson: It is not okay for a grown-ass man to weep in public with a bunch of happy families enjoying pie.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
October 11, 2008
Jim: Guys, uh, what exactly does third base feel like?
Kevin: You want to take this one?
Oz: Like warm apple pie.
Jim: Yeah?
Oz: Yeah.
Jim: Apple pie, huh?
Oz: Uh huh.
Jim: McDonald's or homemade?
Friday, October 10, 2008
Thursday, October 9, 2008
October 9, 2008
Marge: I really shouldn’t show up without an apple pie for Dwight. In fact, I really shouldn’t show up without an apple pie for everyone at the prison.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
October 8, 2008
p. 245: … Hannah was frowning as she rubbed her thumb around the rim of her wineglass and her eyes, they kept moving between my face and the wineglass, the piece of apple pie (that looked like it’d been stepped on) back to the wine glass.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Monday, October 6, 2008
October 6, 2008
Roger (entering the kitchen in suit and tie): Ooh. Hot apple pie. Now that’s the way to start off a week.
Janet: The pie is not for you. (swats Roger’s hand away)
Roger: Ah, come on. Just one tiny little slice?
Janet: Sorry.
Trina (enters … naked): Oh for Pete’s sake Janet. Let the man have some pie. God knows the poor guy can use a little pie. (scoops some pie on a finger and feeds it to Roger).
Janet: Roger!
(It’s just a dream …)
Sunday, October 5, 2008
October 5, 2008
Lily: She insisted on coming all this way just to ask why you stopped delivering pies.
Olive: I'm flaky.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
October 4, 2008
Meg: I wanted to thank you for being so great to me, so I baked you a pie.
Brian: Oh wow. Hey, that looks delicious … mmm … whoa, this is good. What’s in there?
Meg: Well there’s some apples, some cinnamon, and … my hair.
Brian: What?
Meg: My hair’s in the pie, Brian. And now it’s inside of you. Part of me. Is inside of you, Brian.
Friday, October 3, 2008
October 3, 2008
Jenna: I’m callin it “I Don’t Want Earl’s Baby Pie.”
Dawn: I don’t think we can write that on the menu board, hon.
Jenna: Then I’ll just call it “Bad Baby Pie.”
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
October 1, 2008
p. 121. Father: “And you know what that bloody dog was like after the operation. Bloody schizophrenic. Nice as pie one moment, roll over, tickle its stomach. Sink its teeth into your leg the next. …”
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
September 30, 2008
She's my cherry pie
Cool drink of water
Such a sweet suprise
Taste so good
Make a grown man cry
Sweet cherry pie
Monday, September 29, 2008
Sunday, September 28, 2008
September 28, 2008
John McCain: Jim. I would like to take this opportunity to make my opponent a proposal: effective immediately, each of us suspend our campaigns and instead hold a series of three pie-eating contests.
Saturday, September 27, 2008
September 27, 2008
Friday, September 26, 2008
September 26, 2008
Krusty: That chap’s a genius. He’s going to change the way we think about getting hit by pies.
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
September 24, 2008
Chuck: A slice of pie is too much for some customers. A cup-pie’d be perfect.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
September 23, 2008 - Spirit Unbroken by Ike!
If you are baking a pie for your friends, and you read an article entitled "How to Build a Chair" instead of a cookbook, your pie will probably end up tasting like wood and nails instead of like crust and fruity filling.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
September 10, 2008
Gia (handing Veronica cupcakes): That’s for saving my life.
Veronica: What do I have to do for a pie?
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
September 9, 2008
p. 451: He gave formal dinners, too, under all sorts of pretexts, sometimes even the most unexpected. The food he served, though not refined, was abundant, the cabbage pies were excellent, and the wines made up in quantity for what they lacked in quality.
Monday, September 8, 2008
September 8, 2008
(when asked why New Englanders eat pie for breakfast) What else is pie for?
Sunday, September 7, 2008
September 7, 2008 - Actresses Compared to Pies
… the pie-faced Mira Sorvino
Saturday, September 6, 2008
September 6, 2008 - Actresses Compared to Pies
Stiles [Julia], whose pretty face is as alabaster white and round as a moon pie …
Friday, September 5, 2008
Thursday, September 4, 2008
September 4, 2008
He called his best New York moments – when the cafeteria pie and the light in the window and the knowledge of having found the right old print on Fourth Avenue all came together – “sparkings,” a “conspiracy of events to produce this miracle of grace.”
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
September 3, 2008
Of all the pie joints in the world, she had to walk into his.
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
September 2, 2008
The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society
Monday, September 1, 2008
September 1, 2008
Bart (to Milo – comic book store owner): All right, I get it. You’re cool. You’re not mainstream. You wear a porkpie hat.
Cut to Homer at the nuclear plant.
Homer: Hmm … pork pie.
Sunday, August 31, 2008
August 31, 2008
Dawn: I don’t care if she is a pie genius. I wouldn’t trade places with her.
Saturday, August 30, 2008
August 30, 2008
Buffy (on returning to college): Maybe I should ease back in with some non-taxing classes like … Introduction to Pies or Advanced Walking.
Friday, August 29, 2008
August 29, 2008
I despise all pies except pumpkin pie.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
August 28, 2008
Narrator: The expression “pie in the sky” entered popular culture in 1911. It refers to a dessert so sweet it can only be found in heaven.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
August 27, 2008
p. 140: … but one didn’t have to go inside [the restaurant] to know the menus were sticky, the tables seasoned with pie crumb, the waitress crabby, the clientele beefy.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Monday, August 25, 2008
Sunday, August 24, 2008
August 24, 2008
see yesterday's post for more with Jack and Janet.
Janet:Can I take your order?
Jack:Yeah, I've had a really tough day and I'm looking for something sweet. Is there anything you recommend?
Janet:Banana Cream Pie's pretty good.
Jack:Well, it's no tiramisu - but I guess it'll have to do.
Saturday, August 23, 2008
August 23, 2008
Janet: Open wide.
Jack: What's with the banana cream pie? How's that supposed to help?
Janet: It's supposed to make you feel better... Look, you've had a rough night. It can't be easy arresting your cousin's husband. People talk around here. I listen.
Jack: I really don't want to get into it.
Janet: I know you don't want to talk, In fact, I don't think we should talk. Because you and me we're not about talking. We're about sex. Uncomplicated sex.
Jack: Alright - And you're still OK with that?
Janet: Oh, Yeah -It's all about sex and pie - Pie and sex! C'mon! Have a taste ...
(She shoves a forkful of pie into his mouth)
Friday, August 22, 2008
August 22, 2008
Women Now Receptionist: Would you like a free condom? They're Boysenberry.
Juno: No, I'm off sex right now.
WN Receptionist: My boyfriend uses them every time we have intercourse. They make his junk smell like pie.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
August 21, 2008
Spy(holding out a pie): We have a little homework for you.
Sydney: You want us to eat this pie?
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
August 20, 2008
Homer (approaching the kitchen, thinking there is a burglar inside): I smell apples … cinnamon … crust (sniffs). It’s a pie! Why would a robber make a pie?
Bart: Who cares? If you kill him, we’ll be on TV.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Monday, August 18, 2008
August 18, 2008
Mrs. Lackey: Now hold on you two. Why don’t we head to the front room and continue the conversation over the peanut butter peach pie I baked for the occasion.
Sunday, August 17, 2008
August 17, 2008
Target Lady: Double whammy! (holds up sweatpants and Nilla wafers) I can’t wait to sew these footholes shut, fill ‘em with potpourri and hang them from the rafters in my attic and then have my friends over to smell it and serve them pie!
Saturday, August 16, 2008
August 16, 2008
Franny (shouting out of car to her son, Justin): I love you, pumpkin pie. And don't forget to pick up those Sound of Music tickets.
Bully (to Justin): Hey, pumpkin pie.
Friday, August 15, 2008
August 15, 2008
Jenna: Mama used to call this “Lonely Chicago Pie.” She made hundreds of different pies. They all had real strange names like “Car Radio Pie” or “Jenna’s First Kiss Pie.”
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
August 13, 2008
Jane: While I picked the fruit, and she made the paste for the pies, she proceeded to give me sundry details about her deceased master and mistress and “the childer” as she called the young people.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
August 12, 2008
Luke (to Jess): Ah … you’re like the all-American boy.
Jess: Call me Dirk Squarejaw.
Luke: Look at you. Eatin’ apple pie.
Jess: I’m outta here.
Luke: Hey, wave a flag, and sing God Bless America. Please.
Monday, August 11, 2008
August 11, 2008
Bullock: You pie-faced cocksucker … get in here and account for your insult.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
August 10, 2008
Olive: A slice of pie can’t solve all their problems.
Chuck: We just need to give them stronger pie and a little push … into the water.
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Friday, August 8, 2008
August 8, 2008
Marge (suggesting a new ending for Itchy and Scratchy): Couldn’t Itchy share his pie with Scratchy and then they’ll both have pie?
Thursday, August 7, 2008
August 7, 2008
Dewey: What can I do for you folks?
Truman Capote: Well, you can begin by serving me a large slice of humble pie. I’ve come to apologize for acting too big for my britches.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
August 6, 2008
Jon Stewart: (on the relative superiority of New York vs. Boston): Obviously, Boston has got great things. Uh … you got your cream pies … your strangler … your … uh … your massacre … your baked beans.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
August 5, 2008
Robin: Hey. Did you know that the first pies in recorded history came from ancient Egypt?
Monday, August 4, 2008
August 4, 2008
Robin: I’d already broken the ice with my cool pie fact.
(See tomorrow's post for the cool fact.)
Sunday, August 3, 2008
August 3, 2008
Ned: You can have your pie but you can’t eat it. That’s the way it works.
Saturday, August 2, 2008
August 2, 2008
Jenna: “Marshmallow Mermaid Pie” – I invented it when I was nine years old … in my mermaid phase.
Friday, August 1, 2008
August 1, 2008
After months of near starvation, they (POWs) were freed by American G.I.s armed with rations of “liberation” cherry pies.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
July 31, 2008
p. 45: And thus it was with great fanfare Dad unveiled over rhubarb pie at the Qwik Stop Diner outside of Limain, Kansas (“Ding! Dong! The witch is dead,” he sang facetiously, causing the waitress to frown at us suspiciously) that for the entirety of my high school senior year … we would reside in a single location.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
July 30, 2008
p. 316, Virginia Gamely: “In all the world there’s only one saxophone pie (it’s made with peaches, resin, blueberries, and mint) …”
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Monday, July 28, 2008
July 28, 2008
Dale: I can’t afford to be out of commission for three days. As one of Arlen’s leading skeptics I’ve got my fingers in a lot of pies.
Sunday, July 27, 2008
July 27, 2008
Sock: Hello … Mrs. Carmona? Hi. It’s Sock. Remember me? I just … uh … drivin’ by, I thought I smelled some of that delicious p – (finds her shoe, suspiciously abandoned on the floor) PIE?
Saturday, July 26, 2008
July 26, 2008
5am
Here I am
Walking the block
To TableTalk
You could cry or die
Or just make pies all day
I'm making pies
Making pies
Making pies
Making pies
Friday, July 25, 2008
July 25, 2008
Logan (in Southern accent): Ah do declare, that was the finest Frito pie I believe I have ever tasted.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
July 24, 2008
Ned: I’m a purist. I like that we only serve traditional pies in the Pie Hole … not these hybrids.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
July 23, 2008
There she was … like double cherry pie.
There she was … like disco super-fly
I smell sex and candy …
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
Sunday, July 20, 2008
July 20, 2008
Lorelai: Well, I’m attracted to pie, doesn’t mean I feel the need to date pie.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
July 19, 2008 - America and Pie
Anya (as Giles is readying to go to England): We brought you some lovely parting gifts (holds out Hostess pie) … it’s American, get it? Apple pie … to remind you of all the good food you won’t be eating.
Friday, July 18, 2008
July 18, 2008
Carrie: While single women in New York never make pies, they sometimes make guys.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
July 17, 2008
Krusty: I could donate these costumes [to Praiseland]. They’re from my Last Supper pie-throwing sketch.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Monday, July 14, 2008
July 14, 2008
Jay (to Jason Biggs): You’re the dude who fucked the pie.
James van der Beek: Come on, you stuck your dick in a pie.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
July 13, 2008
Cal: Truth be told, as long as you can carry a tray and fill a pie tin, I don’t care if you give birth while doin’ it.
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Friday, July 11, 2008
July 11, 2008
A friend, to a journalist writing about pies: You mean, you just go up to complete strangers and talk to them about pies?
Thursday, July 10, 2008
July 10, 2008
Hyde: You know what your problem is? You’re really cute so no one ever told you to shut your piehole.
Jackie: You think I’m cute?
Hyde: Shut your piehole!
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
July 9, 2008
p. 116: During such moments, I thought to myself, maybe these were my friends, maybe I’d confide in them about sex over rhubarb pie in a diner at 3:00 a.m.
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
July 8, 2008
Booth (to psychologist Dr. Sweets): There’s gotta be other stuff going on here, right?
Sweets: What?
Booth: Transference … paranoia … come on, when I offer her a piece of pie you say it has deeper meaning.
Bones: I don’t like pie.
Booth: Well, apple pie. (To Sweets) She doesn’t like baked pie.
Bones: I don’t like my fruit cooked.
Monday, July 7, 2008
Sunday, July 6, 2008
July 6, 2008
Homer: Spending time with you is more important than any pie-eating contest.
Marge: I thought it was arm wrestling.
Homer: I was in a pie-eating contest on the way home.
Saturday, July 5, 2008
July 5, 2008 - America and Pie
Baseball, apple pie, and kicking your fucking ass: 21 hilariously hyperbolic pro-America songs
Friday, July 4, 2008
July 4, 2008 - America and Pie
Drove the Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
July 2, 2008 - America and Pie
Pessimism is as American as apple pie – frozen apple pie with a slice of processed cheese.
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
July 1, 2008 - America and Pie
(To tune of National Anthem):
And fish in the sky,
And a big monkey pie …
Monday, June 30, 2008
June 30, 2008 - America and Pie
Guy Burgess: God bless America. White picket fences, apple pie, Shirley Temple, the Ku Klux Klan, Hiroshima, Nagasaki, the CIA, White Sox, bobby socks, red necks. God bless America!
Sunday, June 29, 2008
June 29, 2008
Jenna: I don’t need no baby. I don’t want no trouble. I just wanna make pies. That’s all I wanna do – make pies.
Saturday, June 28, 2008
June 28, 2008
Olive: Don’t make me cut a bitch.
Verbenius: Hey. I’m just here for pie and conversation, neither of which are cause to call a man a bitch.
Friday, June 27, 2008
June 27, 2008
Michael Ian Black (re: the film Pearl Harbor): I didn't care about the love triangle, I didn't care about the characters, I just wanted to see them blow up Hawaii. 'Cause Hawaii was really looking for a pie in the face. You know, we're all, "paradise." Hey, Tropical Paradise, how do you like this?
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
June 25, 2008
(To a Dallas auditioner) You're like a little cutie apple-pie girl, aren't you?
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
June 24, 2008
Dr. Cox: People used to give me cards and gifts and maybe even a pie … just for doing my job.
Monday, June 23, 2008
June 23, 2008 - America and Pie
Since the 19th Century ... anti-intellectualism has been as American as apple pie.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
June 22, 2008
To claim his fashion magazine sensibility for the cause of high art is a way of ascribing nutritive value to eye candy. And why not? We all need to eat, and why shouldn’t we eat cake? Or pie, as the case may be.
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Friday, June 20, 2008
June 20, 2008
Juliet is sitting alone on the beach like the bald-headed girl at a French-braiding competition. Or the anorexic girl at the pie-eating contest. (I could keep going, but I won’t).
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
June 18, 2008
p. 86: Then we went to the café and Father had plaice and chips and apple pie and ice cream and a pot of Earl Grey tea and I had my sandwiches and I read the guidebook to the zoo.
And Father said, “I love you very much, Christopher. Don’t you ever forget that ….”
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
June 17, 2008
Just around the corner
There’s a rainbow in the sky
So let’s have another cup of coffee
And let’s have another piece of pie.
Monday, June 16, 2008
June 16, 2008
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Saturday, June 14, 2008
June 14, 2008
Olive: This isn’t Pies ‘R’ Us, Pie City, or Thousands Of Pies In One Place. This is a bell’s on the door, pies-baking, mom and pop place. We chit chat here. … Chit!
Emerson: Chat.
Friday, June 13, 2008
June 13, 2008
Their mother - a warm, funny, fiery independent, practical, red-hairedIrish Catholic - created a second home for me, and I wandered in and outof their house as I would our own, staying long enough to inhale pie and cookies and warmth and laughter and hours of talk.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
June 11, 2008
Dr. Pomatter: That pie it was … that pie was Biblically good. That’s how good it was. It could win pie contests and ribbons and things.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
June 10, 2008
Jules: Sewer rat may taste like pumpkin pie but I’d never know ‘cause I wouldn’t eat the filthy shit.
Monday, June 9, 2008
June 9, 2008
Monica: I’m gonna go to Joey’s and get the pies.
Joey: Actually, it’s not pies. It’s just pie.
Sunday, June 8, 2008
June 8, 2008
Jane Austen (to Mr. Haden): You shall have your sweet wife, all gratitude and devotion. I would wish her to be of a silent turn, somewhat ignorant, full of cold veal pies and green tea in the afternoon.
Saturday, June 7, 2008
June 7, 2008
Homer’s mom: I’ve realized that the most important thing in my life … is you.
Homer: That’s what your mouth says, but my ears are too smart to believe it. In fact, I don’t even want your pie.
Mom (holds up empty plate): You already ate the whole thing.
Homer: Well, I’m not going to digest it.
Friday, June 6, 2008
June 6, 2008
Giles: Xander is in real danger. Are you sure the solution is pie?
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Monday, June 2, 2008
June 2, 2008
Sweets: You know, I think it’s interesting, psychologically, how Agent Booth’s constant efforts to persuade you to enjoy fruit pie could be interpreted as a kind of seduction …
Sunday, June 1, 2008
June 1, 2008
Narrator: The aiport stairway vehicle was the last vestige of the Bluths’ former wealth … also that House of Pies went out of business.
Saturday, May 31, 2008
May 31, 2008
Rachel Feinstein [Currin’s wife], who loves to cook and does it so robustly that John has to work out at the gym every day to stay in shape, had brought the dessert – three pies from the Balthazar bakery.